Two years ago I started this blog. It was almost one year after I had given up on writing, I had given up on a former blog (well… I only wrote 3 blog posts and stuff), and the only thing I knew was that I wouldn’t give up. No matter what. Continue reading
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Let me tell you about fear. It’s poison. It’s poison for your mind. It makes you lose control, it makes you freeze, it makes you take the wrong decision. When you let fear take over, you’re just an echo of your former self. An empty shadow and nothing more.
But we’re all afraid, aren’t we? Even the brave are afraid. There’s no such thing as fearless. There’s always something to be afraid of. What will happen, what might happen, what we might lose, what we might never gain.
So… what is there to be had on the other side of fear? Continue reading
There are two things limiting artistic expression: fear of rejection and fear of anonymity. Simply put, oftentimes aspiring artists are afraid that no one will see their works or that the ones that do see their works will hate them.
Sadly, there’s no way out of this. No matter how much you work, how hard you try, you’ll never please everyone. It just can’t be done, simply because art is subjective. Continue reading
“If there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s this: We all want everything to be okay. We don’t even wish so much for fantastic or marvelous or outstanding. We will happily settle for okay, because most of the time, okay is enough.” — David Levithan
Let me tell you something about myself: I’ve never really settled for okay. Yes, okay is good. For a while. But there’s always something to ruin it… there’s always something waiting to ruin our lives… Continue reading
Our ability to hope is our greatest strength and our greatest weakness. Because we feel that only hope can kill fear, but it’s all an illusion. Fear can’t be killed. It’s always there. Then there’s this thing about hope: we gain it and we lose it and on and on, and there’s rarely a more painful thing to do. Sometimes hope is stronger than fear , sometimes it’s not, so I’ve learned that it simply comes down to being afraid and doing it anyways. Continue reading
The first piece of writing I ever wrote was rubbish. And I kept on adding more rubbish. Then I wrote something else. And then someone said I was a retard. And I wanted to prove them wrong.
I’ve failed time and time again. In all aspects of life.
The first novel I self-published sold 4 copies in 4 months. It got a single 2 star review on Goodreads, and then I unpublished the damn thing.
And yet I didn’t give up.
It’s just now. No future, no past. Just now. A singular moment, an infinite stretch of emotions and words left unsaid.
“I could conquer the world with one hand,” I tell her. “If only you’d hold the other.” Continue reading
I was talking to a friend the other day and he said that the best advice he ever got about heartbreaks went something like this: “Whenever you feel like crying over a girl, remember that others have lost empires. Half of Europe, stuff like that.”
Of course, there’s a problem of perspective here, because we’ll never know if those who did lose empires didn’t actually cry more over the lost of a woman, of a child, or something else, much more elusive in nature.
Actually, we all build our empires. Continue reading
When you feel there’s no hope, fight on. When you feel you’ve got nothing left, fight on. When you feel that life’s not fair, that all you want to do is crawl under your blanket and cry, fight on. Clench your teeth, fight the pain, fight the tears, the anger, the bitter remorse, because the only true thing about life is that it goes on. It keeps moving forward, impervious to your actions or pleas for help. Never give up, never retreat, always fight back. That’s action and reaction. Fight back. Don’t run away, don’t let yourself be paralyzed by fear. Fight.
That’s the only way you’re going to survive. Go all the way, no matter what. Believe you can, say it over and over again in your head until there’s no more room for fear or doubt. You can do it. Nothing’s truly impossible.
There’s no first place or second place in life. No rewards or diplomas. Just choices. And those choices will either echo throughout the ages or turn to dust the moment you die.